As I came into the canyon after Squamish, the temperature rose to 39 degrees Celsius, and in the final kilometres of the 122 kilometres race, mother nature decided to prove who is always in charge. The heat felt as though it continued to climb, and after the 8 kilometres climb out of Squamish and what felt like an impossible hill, mother nature decided to graciously offer a headwind.
Throughout the race, I had been asking for support from my dad to keep my path safe and my tires free of punctures. I hadn’t considered asking him to deal with the weather. I found myself becoming obsessed with the headwind, to the extent I was spiralling away my energy. I knew I had a limited supply of energy and I could feel myself begin to battle the self-doubt.
I then could hear my mum kick in, “enough of this, you’ve got more in you than to be knocked about by the headwind”. Once I stopped ‘giving away my energy’ with the request for it to switch to a tail wind, I could feel my power go back into my peddling. I knew at this point in the race, I had limited resources and I found myself becoming anxious about what else mother nature may decide to give to me. As I made the mental switch, I was happy to only deal with the heat and the hills.
It is not until we have to dig deep and see what resources we have available within do we understand the importance of supporting ourselves and truly celebrating our own achievements. I am grateful that the challenge was enough to have taken me to my edge safely, and to have been able to see the goal through to completion.
Are you your greatest supporter? If not, why not!!!
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